by Prasanta | Jan 13, 2019 | Future, Photogrpahy, Photos, Quotes
I’m living just as the century ends. A great leaf, that God and you and I have covered with writing turns now, overhead, in strange hands. We feel the sweep of it like a wind. We see the brightness of a new page where everything yet can happen. — Rainer...
by Prasanta | Sep 28, 2017 | Quotes, Writing
“Go into yourself. Find out the reason that commands you to write; see whether it has spread its roots into the very depths of your heart; confess to yourself whether you would have to die if you were forbidden to write. This most of all: ask yourself in the most...
by Prasanta | Oct 11, 2016 | Poetry, Uncategorized
AUTUMN The leaves are falling, falling as from far, as though above were withering farthest gardens; they fall with a denying attitude. And night by night, down into solitude, the heavy earth falls far from every star. We are all falling. This hand’s falling too...
